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"Thank you, Zachariah. Tomorrow night is the full moon. Will you join us on our run?" I had forgotten about the full moon, the last full moon was while Yasmine was still recovering from the change, that was another reason why I almost lost her as the full moon was trying to force her new Lycan to the front but her body and mind were not in any condition to accept it. I look down, “It is Yasmine's first full moon… Her first real forced shift that she is aware of."

she glanced at Hector who is now drinking a glass of water. "Let me finish the mission first Jasmine. This is an important thing to my father," he said in a calming voice. "When will you go to bring Luna to your father? She asked. Hector turned to me and said, "Tomorrow night. It will be the April's Full moon tomorrow night,"

“Then bind her to you. Make her ache for you. Seduce the charmer until she is the one waking in the night, crying out your name. But either way, let this now be finished.” *** Jasmine wandered the halls, long after she should have been asleep. She never noticed when Keilor took the place of her guard, wearing the unadorned black uniform of a lower ranking soldier. Silent, he followed her to the moonlit steps she’d visited before. He watched as she chose a stair and bent one knee, her back against the wall. She stared at the moons for a long time.

He had crossed that boundary that, though blurred, should have remained unchallenged. “Clark,” Lucian said, drawing me from my thoughts. “We are getting the Moonstone back. We cannot let them keep it.” I nodded, and a wave of determination washed over me. “We will. I won't stop until I have it back.” Tension hung heavily in the air as we stepped into the moonlit night. I could still feel the remnants of the cave reverberating within me, darkness threatening to spill back. “Keep up!” Lucian urged, picking up his pace as he led the way toward the village. “We must hurry!”

"Joric… they're all watching us." Joric shot another frantic look at his wrist. The crystal was still dark. "Alpha?" Marcus nudged him. "Everyone's waiting." Joric took a deep breath and stood up. He'd come this far. There was no turning back now. "Pour the wine." A servant immediately brought two goblets of laurel wine. The golden liquid swirled, giving off a faint, sweet scent. He raised his glass. "By the witness of the Blood Moon and this pack, I, Joric of Blackfang, claim Giselle as my Luna."

“It’s a shame that we need to leave it behind, but I know Luna Jacqueline will allow us to continue our expertise.” Kian continued to drink the rest of his tea as Raina’s fingers trace patterns on his arm. The others discussed the ancient tradition of Moon Tea and the effects of the full moon. He just listened and drank, enjoying the effects of such a tea and their magical ingredients. “So this fair lady is the infamous and notorious Luna Jacqueline,” Ridley asked, eyeing Jacqueline. Jacqueline raised an eyebrow and tilted her head. “It seems as though we are neighbors.” Jayce nodded. “We are as well.”

Rayne stiffened in Jace's arms. For a fleeting second, she wanted to surrender to the warmth of it, to let it anchor her. But behind her closed eyes, it wasn’t Jace’s face she saw—it was Lucian Wolfe’s. The raw intensity in his eyes when he had asked her that impossible question. His voice, deep and steady, echoing in her mind like a vow: Would you love to be my Luna? Rayne slowly pushed herself free from Jace’s hold, managing a small smile to mask the storm raging within her. Jace didn’t seem to notice. His grin remained boyish, triumphant, as if her return alone had already healed everything broken between them.

The Lunar Well chamber pulses with silver light, the pool’s surface a mirror reflecting my amber-silver aura, now laced with faint lunar wings. My crescent mark burns, urging me to act, but Lysa’s black-threaded aura lingers in my mind, a puzzle I can’t solve without risking exposure. The lunar-eyed stranger’s warning—Don’t tell Sylvara—clashes with Maddox’s hint about Lysa’s signaling, and the weight of the mole’s betrayal presses heavier with each passing hour. I need clarity, a way to see beyond the Hollow’s tangled threads, so I kneel by the Well, letting my lunar sight sink into its depths.

The darkness. The other— A moonlit balcony from a thousand years ago. ⸻ And a woman crying in his arms. ⸻ Amara. ⸻ No. ⸻ The Moon Queen. ⸻ Yet somehow both. ⸻ Lucian clenched his fists. ⸻ His entire body felt wrong. ⸻ Like pieces of himself were waking after centuries of sleep. ⸻ The Golden Wolf watched silently. ⸻ Ancient understanding filled its glowing eyes.

“ I know this is a lot to absorb. I have been trapped inside this Lunar Paradox for over three hundred years and it still is overwhelming to me from time to time , “ “ Lunar what ? Why didn’t you tell me ? , “ “ To be fair , I did not expect anyone from the outside world to stumble upon this village after its untimely destruction. Let alone one of the few Lycons in existence, “ “Whatever , just tell me how to get out of this loop , “ “ Only a decedent of Chronos can unlock the loop but you are still far too inexperienced to break the spell, “ Said Vixen. “ Maybe not on my own. But what if you walk me through it ?, “ I asked her. “ You do not release what your asking me to do. Magic always ha